Luyện nghe bài hát Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine

She in an attic concealed on a shelf
Behind volumes of literature on herself
And runs across the like some tiny elf
Knowing that hard to find
way back in her mind
Winds up all of her time
to memorize every line
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

Sweet lady of wants me to die
So she can come sit by my and sigh
And wipe away the tears all my friends eyes
Then she will explain
Just who was to blame
For causing me to go
And finally out my brain
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

Well you know that it's a shame and a
You were up in the city
And you learned nothing 'bout country ways
Ah 'bout ways.

The joy of life she dresses in
celestial secrets engraved in her back
And her face keeps flashing that got the knack
But you when you look into her eyes
All she's learned had to memorize
And the way you'll ever get her high
Is to let her do her thing and then you die
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

Now the one who gives us all those magical things
And us stories out of the I Ching
Then she passes out a whole new basket of
That when you put on hand
Makes you one of the Band
And you the power to be a man
But what it does for her you never quite
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

Well you know that it's a shame and a
You raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing 'bout ways
Oh 'bout country ways, oh 'bout country
Yeah country ways, oh country ways ...